Category : Stories

Sub Category : Horror

So, I might be that person who walks down the street with a blade at hand. But I don't do any of this for a girl, like Deadpool. Yes, I am a bad guy. . .well it depends on what you think of me. Personally I think I am good guy who is just looking for something. Yeah, I have a lot of blood on my hands just not right now of course. I haven't found my 1.

I continued down the alley way. Into an warehouse that's been abandoned. Except for the few bodyguards at the door.

"Can I help you?" The bodyguard on the right spoke first.

"Yes you can help me. Or may I help you first?" I chuckled.

"What-" The guy on the left spoke up.

Before he finished, I lifted my hand up with my index finger waving up.

"I can do the talking here." I said.

Then I turned back to the first guy, "Now then, I have got only one knife and a bucket load of payback to give to your boss. Now do tell me where his is or I'll be using the knife on you first."

At first he didn't budge but slowly moved to open up the warehouse door. "Thanks for your time boys." I waved bye as I walked in.

"This is going to be fun." I whispered to myself.